I'm sorry I'm so useless I'm sorry I don't get good grades I'm sorry I don't like school I'm sorry I sleep too much I'm sorry I'm not open enough I'm sorry I don't like talking over the phone I'm sorry I stay up all night unable to sleep I'm sorry I'm sad all the time I'm sorry I worry to much I'm sorry I have flashbacks I'm sorry i get scared over nothing I'm sorry I don't eat I'm sorry I have to take pills I'm sorry I cut I'm sorry I want to die I'm so so sorry
During the day, I try as hard as hard as I can to be positive. And most days.. I succeed :) But every single night, the pain comes rushing back. And I don’t think any amount of positivity will end that…
Ă….G.P.
But darling, you help everyone. Well... Everyone but yourself.
It’s exhausting, isn’t it? // Å.G.P.
You know, I used to be your first choice. Sometimes I wonder why I’m not anymore but then I remember that it’s because she came into your life, and who would ever choose the broken depressed girl over the beautiful happy girl?
The Broken Depressed Girl // Ă….G.P.
Sometimes I wonder if you even want to be my friend. You never seem to want to talk to me, so why not take it one step farther?
Ă….G.P.
That moment when you’re sitting in class and trying to pay attention, but eventually you just give up because all you can think about are the memories. The memories that you made with meaningless people back when you were naive and oblivious to how easily they could shatter your glass heart. But you’re stronger now because you’ve finally rebuilt it. This time out of solid steel instead of the fragile glass you used the first time. But there is one big flaw in fixing a broken heart… The memories will never disappear. Your brain will never let you out of the prison you created. There is no way to escape… So you continue sit in class and try to pay attention, but it will never work because all you can think about are the memories.
Ă….G.P.
Me: hello darkness... my old friend... I've come to talked to you again... *starts crying*
Darkness: yo what up dumbass? Lonely as normal? Go die. Biyatch.
Me: ....
Darkness: ....
Me: are you on crack?...
Dark: lol nope just do us alllllll a favor and um die. Bye!